Naruto Fan Fiction ❯ December's Gone ❯ Poetry ( Chapter 1 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
By: Lady Vicious 
Listen to the plea that hides in these verses... listen to me begging for you...
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.04.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 617 | Status: Completed
Listen to the plea that hides in these verses... listen to me begging for you...
Anime/Manga: Naruto Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst / Romance / Drama | Type: Alternate Universe | Uploaded On: 06.04.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 1.4K | Visits: 617 | Status: Completed
December's Gone
"The seasons have come and gone, day has faded to night and night to day many times and yet you have not returned. Was it an empty promise you made as you knelt by my bedside tears trailing down your pale face? I believed every single word and for some reason I still do to this day. But do you know how much I miss you? Could you believe how much I'm craving you? I'm starved for your touch. It doesn't matter to me if it's just to smack me down or if it's to caress me gently. I miss you so much it's driving me insane. I've been told to get over this pain, to face the fact that you are never going to return. It was so long ago that I held you tight. That I made love to you and you to me as the sun faded the night. From dusk till dawn, dawn to dusk it was spent in a tangle of sheets somewhere in them you and me. But the moment had to be broken, words had to be spoken and then you were gone. You left with a whispered good bye that caressed my flesh and sent me to tears. Laying broken on the floor I listened till your footsteps no longer could I hear.
"I tell you I honestly waited all this time in that same position. Broken, miserable and missing you so much my heart felt like it was empty. I begged and pleaded like a pagan to any god, goddess or whoever would listen. The aching in my chest would not dull if anything it became worse with each day. With each day I awakened to a bed warmed only by my own body. To each day I did not see your face... did not feel your lips graze my skin. Cursing who ever would put me to such a fate and wondering what could I have done for such a punishment to gain. There was no justification for this accursed loneliness... no explanation for any of the suffering. All there was is a bitter replication of you and me with the memory of the fallen angel I adored. I may be able to still see your face but no longer are you you. So still I wait for you to fulfill your promise and return to me." He let the paper drop from his hand and did not raise his head to meet the eyes of the classroom of students. He could feel them laughing at him, feel them critizing him for being the pathetic thing he was. The teacher opened his mouth to speak but before a word could be said the blonde ran out of the room. He ran and ran till his legs could no longer carry him feeling the warm sun beating down on him as he collapsed only God knows where. He was panting as he lay there in the shorts and tank top he had put on in the morning that suited the weather. His mind as always would travel somewhere else, to times when the season was colder but everything else was so much warmer. He sighed as he sat up not wanting to go down that road again but if it was so he couldn't understand why he had written that free style poem. He lay back on the grass arms above his head and stretched so his tank top pulled up revealing his flat stomach.
'Uzumaki you need to lose weight,' that voice rang in his head, condescending as always.
'Keh... Uzumaki you're such an idiot, why would I waste my time with you?'
'Get away from me...' the thought was cut off as he felt a hand sliding down his arm till it reached the hand connected to it. Fingers interlocked as the scent of flowers and vanilla reached his nostrils telling him who exactly had come running after him. He found it strange that she would do that for him but then again she had always had a bleeding heart might as well bleed on him.
"Naruto why did you run off like that? You didn't give anyone a chance to tell you how beautiful your poetry was," he sat up and looked at her seeing tears coming from her bright green eyes, "Who put you through so much pain? I'm sorry I never noticed Naruto and I was supposed to be your friend. I was always too busy trying to make a one-sided relationship into a two way street and..."
"That was all bullshit Sakura don't get so worked up," he covered his pain up with a loud voice and an overly done grin as usual, "Tch Hatake-sensei said he wanted something from the heart but I couldn't think of anything so I made it up!"
"Naruto," her throwing her arms around him was not the reaction he had expected at all but he welcomed it. It had been so long since he had received any touch close to comforting and he melted into this one, into this hug he would never get from her again.
o
He had sat stunned to silence after the words had all reached his ears, it wasn't like he was usually very talkative but this left him completely shutdown. When all the lights came back on in his mind so did the pain and he felt his throat close up. He was hyperventilating bringing the attention of his adoring fan club though it was minus one member it still annoyed him. They cooed at him trying to be the one to comfort him, to hold him as they believed he needed to be. Their belief was right but it wasn't in any of those overly moisturized female arms he wanted to be. Just like the other he bolted from the classroom but did not go as far. His back pressed against the bricks of the school building as he took deep greedy breathes and tried to make his lungs stop burning, tried to stop that familiar prickling at his eyes.
"Why bring it up now?," his voice was one of fear as memories assaulted his senses too fast for him to grasp, "This is not how my return was supposed to be... aniki you said it would be a smooth readjustment..." He picked himself up from the floor and pulled out the hospital band he had been wearing for the past months. It had become a sort of security blanket for him and he needed that security desperately right now. He read the name that had begun fading away 'Uchiha Sasuke'.
o
"Well that's interesting, three of my students run off," Hatake-sensei looked at the three empty desks seeing only one had been smart enough to take their belongings with them. He went to the desk of the dark boy seeing his assignment still sitting there neatly written but the ink running. Tears had splashed onto the paper and Hatake-sensei smiled knowing what had caused it.
"Would you all like to hear what your adored Uchiha has written?," all the girls immediately replied with enthusiatic yes while the boys groaned disgusted at how the girls gushed over the pretty boy. Hatake-sensei's smile only grew as he looked over the writing on the paper while walking back to his desk. Lazily he sat on the desk and cleared his throat.
"Darkness is the only comfort of the solitary child though it is what in the first place brought pain forth. Light blinds the poor child for he has never seen something as such. It is almost too much for that bastard child to take. Even though he knows it's not meant for him that the light deserves much better darkness still swirled itself with that brightness. Darkness had to have that Light, it needed it to survive. But in the end Darkness overcame Darkness and Light began to fade away. It does not make sense that Darkness is the child and Light another child... both unable to understand that Darkness consumes all. Light will never overcome Darkness."
TBC... (hopefully soon.)
"The seasons have come and gone, day has faded to night and night to day many times and yet you have not returned. Was it an empty promise you made as you knelt by my bedside tears trailing down your pale face? I believed every single word and for some reason I still do to this day. But do you know how much I miss you? Could you believe how much I'm craving you? I'm starved for your touch. It doesn't matter to me if it's just to smack me down or if it's to caress me gently. I miss you so much it's driving me insane. I've been told to get over this pain, to face the fact that you are never going to return. It was so long ago that I held you tight. That I made love to you and you to me as the sun faded the night. From dusk till dawn, dawn to dusk it was spent in a tangle of sheets somewhere in them you and me. But the moment had to be broken, words had to be spoken and then you were gone. You left with a whispered good bye that caressed my flesh and sent me to tears. Laying broken on the floor I listened till your footsteps no longer could I hear.
"I tell you I honestly waited all this time in that same position. Broken, miserable and missing you so much my heart felt like it was empty. I begged and pleaded like a pagan to any god, goddess or whoever would listen. The aching in my chest would not dull if anything it became worse with each day. With each day I awakened to a bed warmed only by my own body. To each day I did not see your face... did not feel your lips graze my skin. Cursing who ever would put me to such a fate and wondering what could I have done for such a punishment to gain. There was no justification for this accursed loneliness... no explanation for any of the suffering. All there was is a bitter replication of you and me with the memory of the fallen angel I adored. I may be able to still see your face but no longer are you you. So still I wait for you to fulfill your promise and return to me." He let the paper drop from his hand and did not raise his head to meet the eyes of the classroom of students. He could feel them laughing at him, feel them critizing him for being the pathetic thing he was. The teacher opened his mouth to speak but before a word could be said the blonde ran out of the room. He ran and ran till his legs could no longer carry him feeling the warm sun beating down on him as he collapsed only God knows where. He was panting as he lay there in the shorts and tank top he had put on in the morning that suited the weather. His mind as always would travel somewhere else, to times when the season was colder but everything else was so much warmer. He sighed as he sat up not wanting to go down that road again but if it was so he couldn't understand why he had written that free style poem. He lay back on the grass arms above his head and stretched so his tank top pulled up revealing his flat stomach.
'Uzumaki you need to lose weight,' that voice rang in his head, condescending as always.
'Keh... Uzumaki you're such an idiot, why would I waste my time with you?'
'Get away from me...' the thought was cut off as he felt a hand sliding down his arm till it reached the hand connected to it. Fingers interlocked as the scent of flowers and vanilla reached his nostrils telling him who exactly had come running after him. He found it strange that she would do that for him but then again she had always had a bleeding heart might as well bleed on him.
"Naruto why did you run off like that? You didn't give anyone a chance to tell you how beautiful your poetry was," he sat up and looked at her seeing tears coming from her bright green eyes, "Who put you through so much pain? I'm sorry I never noticed Naruto and I was supposed to be your friend. I was always too busy trying to make a one-sided relationship into a two way street and..."
"That was all bullshit Sakura don't get so worked up," he covered his pain up with a loud voice and an overly done grin as usual, "Tch Hatake-sensei said he wanted something from the heart but I couldn't think of anything so I made it up!"
"Naruto," her throwing her arms around him was not the reaction he had expected at all but he welcomed it. It had been so long since he had received any touch close to comforting and he melted into this one, into this hug he would never get from her again.
o
He had sat stunned to silence after the words had all reached his ears, it wasn't like he was usually very talkative but this left him completely shutdown. When all the lights came back on in his mind so did the pain and he felt his throat close up. He was hyperventilating bringing the attention of his adoring fan club though it was minus one member it still annoyed him. They cooed at him trying to be the one to comfort him, to hold him as they believed he needed to be. Their belief was right but it wasn't in any of those overly moisturized female arms he wanted to be. Just like the other he bolted from the classroom but did not go as far. His back pressed against the bricks of the school building as he took deep greedy breathes and tried to make his lungs stop burning, tried to stop that familiar prickling at his eyes.
"Why bring it up now?," his voice was one of fear as memories assaulted his senses too fast for him to grasp, "This is not how my return was supposed to be... aniki you said it would be a smooth readjustment..." He picked himself up from the floor and pulled out the hospital band he had been wearing for the past months. It had become a sort of security blanket for him and he needed that security desperately right now. He read the name that had begun fading away 'Uchiha Sasuke'.
o
"Well that's interesting, three of my students run off," Hatake-sensei looked at the three empty desks seeing only one had been smart enough to take their belongings with them. He went to the desk of the dark boy seeing his assignment still sitting there neatly written but the ink running. Tears had splashed onto the paper and Hatake-sensei smiled knowing what had caused it.
"Would you all like to hear what your adored Uchiha has written?," all the girls immediately replied with enthusiatic yes while the boys groaned disgusted at how the girls gushed over the pretty boy. Hatake-sensei's smile only grew as he looked over the writing on the paper while walking back to his desk. Lazily he sat on the desk and cleared his throat.
"Darkness is the only comfort of the solitary child though it is what in the first place brought pain forth. Light blinds the poor child for he has never seen something as such. It is almost too much for that bastard child to take. Even though he knows it's not meant for him that the light deserves much better darkness still swirled itself with that brightness. Darkness had to have that Light, it needed it to survive. But in the end Darkness overcame Darkness and Light began to fade away. It does not make sense that Darkness is the child and Light another child... both unable to understand that Darkness consumes all. Light will never overcome Darkness."
TBC... (hopefully soon.)